#harry/fenrir

[starrylayle]

To all those shippers that depict Sirius as a self-absorbed, short, fem twink with a flare for dramatics -- and Remus as a tall, angry, buff, dom werewolf daddy -- go ahead, it's a fully rounded dynamic! You're actually shipping Gilderoy Lockhart x Fenrir Greyback though! Remember to tag correctly folks! Hope this helps 🥰 🥰 

[iamnmbr3]

Bellatrix: Now that the Ministry has fallen, we can set about accomplishing our central goal of-

Voldemort: Finding a way for me to defeat Harry Potter personally in a duel.

Bellatrix: --purifying wizarding bloodlines by--

Draco: Did someone mention Harry Potter?!

Snape: Potter! Everything comes back to him. My whole life would have been different if only-

Bellatrix: Ok is there anyone here NOT obsessed with Harry Potter?

Fenrir Greyback: I'm just here to bite people lol.

Bellatrix: *facepalms* I'm starting to miss Azkaban.

[goga-je-pieroga]

New template, enjoy!

[ylieke]

"Remember me?"

I was deeply impressed by the fact that lycanthropy was meant to be a magical allegory for blood transmitted diseases, such as AIDs. So yes, Fenrir gave Lupin an STD, when he was a little kid. So much to unpack here....

[lunarninja613]

Death Eaters: We can excuse murder and torture, but we draw the line at transphobia.

Random Wizard Person: You can excuse murder and torture?!

[lulublack90]

Prompt 30 - Missing Scene

@wolfstarmicrofic July 30, word count 840

CW - Blood

Part eleven of werewolf Sirius

Previous part First part

The transformation back had been quick. Quicker than usual. The wolf had been happy. He had created a new playmate. He’d been so careful only to bite once. He’d waited for the human to pass out from the pain and then curled up around the prone body, keeping him warm while the magic took effect. He’d woken up as himself, still curled around Sirius. 

“Sirius, Sirius,” He croaked, nudging the man. Sirius didn’t move. “Sirius!” He cried, grabbing hold of Sirius’s robes. His hands came away wet. It took him a second to realise the wet was blood. His hands shook before his face as flashes of the previous night returned to him. 

The door suddenly swung open, banging loudly off the stone. Four wizards with raised wands stormed in. He didn’t recognise any of them. Then a witch entered. She was dressed all in black. Her high cheekbones, blue eyes and curly black hair gave no doubt to which family she belonged to. Bellatrix tilted her head to the side and smiled wickedly at him. 

“Tut tut Wolfie, you’ve been a naughty dog, haven’t you? Bad pets get punished.” All levity left her face and a blank haughtiness took over. “The Dark Lord wants that one,” She rasped, pointing at Remus. The four wizards advanced. He scrambled to protect Sirius’s unconscious body. 

“NO!!!” He screamed as they dragged him backwards away from Sirius. “SIRIUS!!! SIRIUS, I LOVE YOU, PLEASE REMEMBER THAT!!! I'M SO SORRY!!!” He screamed himself hoarse, struggling with every step against his captors as they moved him from the cell. “Sirius!” He croaked out a sob. 

He was thrown in front of a fireplace. 

“I hear you haven’t been playing nice downstairs, dog.” A cold voice spoke from the shadows. “Not to worry though, your father is coming to collect you,” Remus’s head snapped up at that. Lyall was dead. How could he possibly come here? His eyes locked with none other than Voldemort himself. 

He didn’t even think, he lunged forward, teeth bared and snarling, the remnants of the wolf taking over. 

“Incarcerous,” Voldemort said lazily, barely twitching his wand to produce the spell. Remus fell heavily to the floor, his arms and legs tied tightly, his mouth gagged. 

The fire in the hearth blazed green and a figure stepped out of it. He looked on in horror as he recognised the man who had turned him all those years ago. He snarled around his gag, writhing on the ground trying to free himself. 

“Hello, Cub, long time no see,” Greyback grabbed him by the scruff of his neck, dirty fingernails digging in and dragged him to the fireplace. “My Lord,” Greyback bowed, “Thank you for returning my cub, he’s been missing from the pack for far too long,” 

“Not at all, Fenrir. Not at all,” Voldemort replied, waving him off. Fenrir threw floopowder into the fireplace and said an address inaudibly. They were whipped away to a shack and then apparated to a forest. 

Fenrir didn’t free him. He dragged him to a bunker and threw him in. 

Remus stayed there with no explanation for three months. The other wolves took pity on him and released him for the moon's, but he was expected to return once he’d transformed back. He’d begged for the first few weeks for them to free him, but he could see the fear in each person's eyes when he asked, Greyback had warned them off, probably violently. 

He made a friend, though friend is a loose term. Marcus wouldn’t leave him alone. Remus confessed what he’d done below Lestrange Castle and Marcus tried to comfort him. But he didn’t deserve comfort. 

He wallowed, the only escape was when he transformed. He now craved the few hours a month when he didn’t have human cares or emotions, just his wild urges.

After his third moon, he was hurriedly returned to the bunker. Previously, he’d made his own way there, but today he was marched between two other wolves. 

He could hear the other members of the pack whispering excitedly and then falling silent. He strained his ears to hear what was being said, but he couldn’t quite make out Greyback’s words. 

Then the man himself appeared before him. 

 “I’ve brought you a present, Cub,” He declared, opening the barred door. “I hope you enjoy it.” 

“You have nothing I could ever want,” Remus snarled, balling his hands into fists. 

“Now, now, Cub. Go and have a look for yourself. Your gift is in the main camp.” Greyback turned his back on Remus and strode away. Remus couldn’t help it. He was curious as to what this gift was. 

He made for the trees instead of walking across the open camp. He peered through the low branches and froze when he spotted a familiar figure huddled around the campfire. He burst through the trees just as the figure turned to face him. 

“Remus,” Sirius sighed as Remus wrapped his arms around him. He was thin, but he was alive. Sirius was alive. 

Final part

[celestialseawitch-ff]

Under the Moon

Harry tugged on the thick iron cuff around his ankle. 

“Come on. Come on. Come on.”

It was getting darker in the forest now. The moon would be out soon.

Of all the ways to go, massacred by Fenrir Greyback hadn't really been on the list. Dementors had been higher up on the list. Actually, Seamus’ explosive magic during transfiguration class was higher than the famous werewolf.

Fenrir Greyback was a ghost story. He was the boogeyman under Remus Lupin's bed. He wasn’t supposed to be an actual threat to Harry. That honour was still tightly held by Voldemort.

Harry closed his eyes and sighed. 

The Death Eaters had come out of nowhere while he was at the park. He spent most of his summer there before being forced to return to the Dursleys. When he was younger, lingering around the house meant he'd get locked up under the stairs or forced to do labour. Now that he was older, loitering tended to get him beat with a belt. He could still feel the lashings healing on his back from his uncle's latest temper tantrum.

The Death Eaters pounced before Harry even knew they were there. One moment he was sitting alone in a park and the next thing he knew, he was wandless and unconscious on the floor of an unknown forest. 

Voldemort stayed only long enough to gloat.

“I want you to suffer,” he told Harry. “The way you have made me suffer for years.”

“Fuck you, Riddle,” Harry spat back.

Voldemort smiled coldly. “Let's see how much fight you have left in you when Greyback is done with you.”

Harry's eyes widened.

Voldemort's smile widened. “Oh yes,” he seethed as he bent down so they were eyelevel. “You've heard the stories, I'm sure. More wolf than man. Our furry cannibal is going to eat you piece by piece. He's special among wolves. He retains his human mentality and control without the Wolfsbane potion. He's assured me he'll make it a long, horrible process. You will live until just before dawn breaks. And then,” he clenched his fingers into a fist and Harry flinched, “he'll eat your heart out.”

“I thought you wanted to kill me.”

“My mind has finally settled since the restoration potion. The prophecy will shatter once you die. That's all that matters. Then the only one who can stop me is Dumbledore and he will be dead by the end of the year.”

“You can't beat the Headmaster.”

“I already have. He fell for a dark curse I cast as a young boy. It's poetic really. He was always so terrified of me as a boy. Now my youth will be his death.”

“Just let me go,” Harry pleaded quietly.

“You're the final piece, Harry. But how about this. If the prophecy is destroyed before you die, I'll let you live.”

“The prophecy was shattered during the battle.”

“Oh? Well, I suppose you'll die then.”

The Dark Lord stood and strode away. Harry closed his eyes and bit his tongue on the desperate pleas that bubbled up inside of him. They would fall on deaf ears. Voldemort had no pity. 

The air cracked with magic as he disapparated and Harry was alone.

He opened his eyes and glared at the metal cuff on his ankle. His skin was raw underneath and starting to bleed. His fingers had begun bleeding from tugging at the rough metal ages ago. Tears stained his cheeks.

He had never felt so hopeless. 

“Please,” he cried. 

His eyes fell shut and he prayed to every god and deity he could think of. The Weasleys worshipped a goddess, he knew. He thought it was a prank at first, but Hermione had looked unsurprised and curious at the revelation. He knew she'd read up on it. He wished he had too. 

“Please,” he begged into the forest as night began to fall. “Please. Please. I don't want to die.”

Not like this, came the unbidden thought. Because of course he was going to die. Probably soon. Probably painfully.

But not like this.

[chitaayakuqing]

If Lupin x Sirius is called Wolfstar, then any combination of Lupin, Bill, and Greyback should be called Wolfwolf (all three being, of course, Wolfwolfwolf)

[sailforvalinor]

I’m sorry but Remus should have gotten to kill Fenrir Greyback at the Battle of Hogwarts

[realitybitesyouknowit]

Chapters: 30/30 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Harry Potter/Rabastan Lestrange/Igneous Flint, Marcus Flint/Rodolphus Lestrange, Harry Potter/Fenrir Greyback (minor), Harry Potter/Barty Crouch Jr. (Minor) Characters: Harry Potter, Marcus Flint's Father, Marcus Flint, George Weasley, Fred Weasley, Rabastan Lestrange, Rodolphus Lestrange, Lestrange Sr. (Harry Potter), Fenrir Greyback, Bartemius Crouch Jr., Corvus Lestrange V Series: Part 2 of Dark Lullaby Summary:

After the war, Harry is betrayed by the light and locked away into Azkaban. Instead of being left to die, he is rescued by those he had always seen as his enemies. Perhaps it was time to be what the wizarding world was always so scared of him becoming.

[chocfrog-enjoyer]

Name-play and symbolism in Harry Potter

Sirius Black: Dog Black the black dog ( Sirius is a star in the Canis Major // Big Dog //constellation, the star is commonly known as the “Dog Star” ). A dog is a man’s best friend ( unlike Peter, the rat, who ratted his friends out )

Remus Lupin: basically just Wolf Wolf ( Remus - roman hero raised by wolves. In Latin lupus means “wolf”, and lupinus “wolf-like” )

Rubeus Hagrid: In Greek Mythology, Hagrid Rubes is a giant who is banished from Mt. Olympus by Zeus and has to take care of animals. Hagrid is expelled from Hogwarts and becomes the groundskeeper- later on he starts teaching Care of Magical Creatures.

Sybille Trelawney: Said to be a descendant of the legendary Cassandra, in Greek mythology Cassandra was a woman with the ability to foresee future and a curse, that no one believed her prophecies. Here’s my post on why Sybill isn’t a fraud.

Xenophilous Lovegood: Xenophilius's name comes from two Greek words: Xenos "strange" and -Phile "love" -> one who loves the strange

Bellatrix Lestrange: Bellatrix means “female warrior” in Latin. She was one of Voldemorts most fierce and loyal followers.

Nymphadora Tonks: Nymphadora translates as "Gift of the Nymphs.” A "nymph," in Greek mythology, refers to "a member of group of female 'spirits' found in different types of nature.” They had the ability to transform/shapeshift" They are further classified by where they were found. In Latin, “nympha” translates to “bride, mistress. young woman” referencing the fact that Remus married Tonks, who’s 13 years younger than him.

Minerva McGonnagal: In Roman Mythology Minerva was the goddess of wisdom, war, art, schools, justice and commerce.

Dolores Umbridge: The word umbrage means offence or annoyance, and the Spanish name Dolores has its roots in the Latin word "dolor," which translates to "pain" or "sorrow."

Fenrir Greyback: Fenrir is a monstrous wolf in Norse mythology. Fenrir represents the forces of evil and chaos.

Gilderoy Lockhart: The Levels of Processing model, created by Fergus I. M. Craik and Robert S. Lockhart in 1972, describes memory recall of stimuli as a function of the depth of mental processing.

Merope Gaunt: In Greek mythology Merope is one of the seven Pleiades, daughter of Atlas and Pleione. Merope is the faintest of the stars because she was the only of the Pleiades to have married a mortal. One myth says that she hid her face in shame because she had an affair with a mortal man. ( Replace mortal with muggle and we have Merope Gaunt )

Lucius Malfoy: Lucius deriving from Latin words, meaning light/bright/to shine. “Mal foy” means “bad faith” in French. Draco is latin for “serpent/dragon”

Lily Evans ( later Potter ) and Petunia Evans ( later Dursley ): Lilies are often associated with purity, renewal and transience, and Petunias symbolize anger and resentment

Alastor Moody: Alastor, an epithet of the Greek God Zeus, according to Hesychius of Alexandria and the Etymologicum Magnum, which described him as the avenger of evil deeds, specifically familial bloodshed.

Quirinus Quirrell: In Augustan Rome, Quirinus was an epithet of Janus, as Janus Quirinus. Janus is the god of beginnings, gates, transitions, time, duality, doorways, passages, frames, and endings. He is usually depicted as having two faces.

[screamingmandrakes]

Posted my server before but doing it bc we’re rebranding!

Voldemort Brain Rot is 18+ and a dead dove space, Full disclaimer, we discuss dead dove in there and it is not censored. It is Voldemort Centric, but is currently being expanded to also have a Death Eater section. Feel free to come in and suggest things right now, we are right in the middle of rebranding

• pro-ship

• includes writing spaces (sprints, etc)

• character specific channels (still WIP)

• custom roles and emotes

• a smaller non-death eater ship section, for ships like Sirmione and Remione.

• basically if you want a place to say disturbing things about your favorite characters, this is your server.

• currently has tomione, volmione, tomarry, and harrymort as ship channels but am expanding.

• open to ships not involving voldemort (dramione, drarry, lumione, etc)

Hope to see you there :) and a reminder that this is a no minors zone. I am an adult who engages with adult content — none of my spaces are child friendly.

[goga-je-pieroga]

Blank template: @DayanaraSmithersArt on Pinterest

Meme: by me

Enjoy!

[stabby-apologist]

“…even though there were four of them against one of her.”

[samthepotterhead]

am I dumb or does beorn not look like a bear but more like a warg? and in man form he looks like a half transformed werewolf (like fenrir greyback in the movies).

sometimes I can't tell fili and thorin apart. I mean, they are related!

I only just remembered the spiders from the forbidden forest. another parallel between hp and lotr, but I totally glossed over that while reading the hobbit.

I don't know if I've said this before, but martin freeman is so perfect for this role. this inherit englishness and bourgeois vibe. and his body language and facial expressions!

elvish (I don't know which dialect/branch this is ok) sounds not so ethereal when spoken. I mean it was based on finnish, so…

that kili is considered tall for a dwarf works well with the fan theory/headcanon that he isn't fully dwarf.

was the silvan elf king featured this much in the book? and was he mentioned in thorin's back story at all? I honestly recall so little of the hobbit already... but again if it wasn't mentioned, it makes a lot of sense in the movie.

I think tauriel is a bit too human acting for an elf, they are usually so mysterious (legolas and the king are doing that). ok the guards were also in the book and not so elvish. maybe it's just a nobility thing.

I like the romance tbh. a pity they created the only female elf in the movie (apart from galadriel) for that, but better than zero like in the hobbit...

I always wonder how there are not a trillion elves since they can procreate but are basically immortal? like even if they go to the grey havens every once in a while, I'm sure many stay on?

is that balin's tomb? where is gandalf here? I'm a bit confused. but in general, the tie-in with the lotr plot works so well in this one.

ok the plot is quite significantly deviating from the book now. I'm not against it bc the lake town plot was super info-dumpy in the hobbit, but I also don't really need another basic male hero... but stephen fry I approve of! the counsellor gives off a very wormtonguey vibe. was this intentional? but man that was a lot of grossness in a few minutes.

the elves have exactly the weird springly step I imagined, I love the attention to detail :)

ok the secret door looks not so secret in this… but these sets are so intricate, I can't say it enough!

pretty sure the dwarf ring plot was not in the hobbit. will it be in lotr?

smaug, guarding a plot-wise important item is exactly like the dragon in gringotts in dh. though that is of course also originally from norse mythology. at any rate, I didn't remember that smaug could talk? and bilbo has learned not to tell a random being his full name and species. good job, bilbo.

man this movie is long… feels much longer than the first one. they are stalling with these dragon scenes. the liquid gold and statue part was cool, but unneccessary.

they really kept the women-belong-to-the.house theme going here :/ only bard's son is allowed to run around town. and how come no one else in lake town saw the orcs on the roofs?

saving kili's life has become a full time job for tauriel. in general, the kili/tauriel scenes are cute, but adding nothing to the pregression of the plot at this point. but now it seems they've know each other before? maybe I'm misinterpreting.

oh my god, it's ed sheeran. why is he in every fantasy thing? (ok, only in got as well, that I know of, but still - weird that it happend twice right? etc.) wait, I actually know this song, this was in the charts. I never knew this was from the hobbit! it honestly sounds like an ai generated song though, with the words "fire", "mountain" and "desolation" put in as a prompt...

too stunned by this revelation to properly rate the movie now, but I guess I liked as a whole, it was only a bit too long and not as well plotted as the first one.

[dangvar-blog]